"Do you think," was her reply, "that I am likely to let that consideration stand in my way? It is rather late in life for me to begin to let conventionality interfere with what I think it right to do. Besides," she continued, dropping her eyes, though without a shade of self-consciousness, "I shall go when you are at the studio."
"And it will not be too much trouble?"
"I shall love to do what I can for Nino."
"I thank you," he said again.
Then without more words he held out his hand.
"Good-night," he said.
"Good-night," she repeated.